Rudy's Bar & Grill — Restaurant in New York

Great spot, but had issue w bouncer who was refusing my ID.

Loved the ambiance and wished we wouldve stayed longer.. The place was PACKED on a Wednesday evening. Friendly bartender. Cheap drinks. Loud music. Everything you'd expect from a good pub. There's also hot dogs cooking behind the bar. Didn't know we were supposed to get a free hot dog w the drinks we ordered ! We'll be sure to ask next time we come by. We'll be sure to give this place another chance, just not on a Wednesday night and hopefully a different bouncer will be there.

While i understand New York can be strict when it comes to letting ppl enter in 21+ areas, the bouncer who refused my ID was unprofessional and on a childish power trip w me. The bouncer refused to let me in because he claimed my government-issued/government-recognized Quebec ID i gave him isnt a valid form of ID because he was convinced I was giving him some unrelated medical insurance card. Our official government-issued and government-recognized ID also has the words "regime health/sickness insurance" written on it. Our Healthcare is free so yeah our gov ID does double as a health card, which we present to doctors/hospitals/etc if ever we need to... so i can see where the confusion came from. On the other hand , our ID card is also the card we present to clubs,bars,the bank, police officers, schools, delivery pickups, etc. I asked him to Google it. I feel this guy's never met a Quebecer before because he was not budging. My complaint isn't about the ID verification itself, its about the lack of professionalism in how the bouncer handled the situation and then made us feel very unwelcome after letting us in. I'm almost 30 years old and found this interaction was made overcomplicated and unnecessary.

Finally he let me in and warned me to bring a real id next time. That's where I felt unwelcome and that's where I found he was being childish/power tripping. That comment was unnecessary and again, implying false things.

... needless to say we left within 5 minutes of going inside. Bouncer killed...

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Free wienies? I mean I don't know about you but, if you still do what, figure, 100, 200 free wieners a day ziegheilguzuntightass! Sorry I farted. 200 dogs, plus all that free expired bread and dog buns from the church, you should be pulling at least an extra 4 G's a week know what I'm sayin? It's not goodwill my friend if your losing triple per hand instead just winning crumbs on a consistent but still somewhat unpredictable bases. Am I wrong? Where? Where am I wrong? Show me where how anything I'm doing or saying, right now, is wrong? So I'm saying, government contracts! You bring the migrants through in a line. Everyone gets a wienie except the one fat kid from all of Venezuela and everyone gets an 8oz ponyboy beer. Your now feeding migrants and presto! Available for city contracts! Or just fire all the employees you have and let them come through eating the free greasy hotdogs and all of Venezuela going frigging prime time in the kitchen at Rudy's! with nacho Libre wresting sat nights post main event! Well see you at the pay per view in Guetamala City, for The Nature Boy VS Zorro for vacant mid south continent TV Champion belt! Can't wait!...